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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required suddenly from somewhere a street urchin an untamed bird of the wider sky dropped down into the circus tent. before him unfurled, scenes eerie, awesome! soaring lions and tigers, gibbering baboons, caravans of camels, animal tamers and acrobats, artists balancing on poles, swinging from bars to trapeziums, pliant girls with plastic limbs, and pouting breasts, walking on tight ropes. a strange world with beasts and men! his face painted white. in motely dress, he was arrayed, and a tall tapering cap placed on his forcibly tonsured head. he hardly knew what it all meant. he heard the bells ringing and it was time for the show. he was told; he would henceforth be a clown and should make people laugh. * * * * a thousand sunsets passed him by. he forgot the familiar alleys of the streets. lost sight of the endless pathways of the sky. lost in a world, so populous- so empty. he buried him, in the hidden caverns of himself, nursing a hundred bruises inflicted by Time’s sharp razors. a stranger to himself. at times, tears long held back, would trickle down, moistening his pillow as he lay listening to the inner ravings of his heart. often, he was reminded- ‘you should make others laugh’ he did make people laugh while a fountain of tears still lay frozen, in the slivers of his broken heart.
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